Thursday, September 9, 2010

Happenings

It's been a bajillion days since my last post.  The past 6-8 weeks have been so long.  I've thought about what to write a hundred times, but I couldn't decide what to say.

My Dad had what we thought was routine gall bladder surgery back in July.  He recovered quickly and felt great.  Then he got pathology results a week later that showed malignant cells in his bile ducts.  It was a crushing, frightening, life-changing moment when he called.  You don't want it to be true.  There are so many questions, yet no answers.  I know people get cancer all the time, but not MY people.  It sucks.  And that's truly the most eloquent I can get about it.

He was referred to a surgeon and then on August 13th, he had surgery.  We didn't know what the doctors would find.  We didn't know what the surgery would entail.  In the end, they resected half of his liver.  Even with that, there were some malignant cells along the margins so there will be chemotherapy in his future.  He is still in the hospital.  It's been an up and down/ forward and back journey.  When there is progress, there are also setbacks.  So much has happened and so many emotions are involved.  I want to write about it, even if it's just for myself, but I don't think I can yet. 

We hope he goes home this weekend but I'm afraid to even say that aloud - I don't want to jinx anything.

I love you, Daddy.  Now get your ass home soon and I mean it!

3 comments:

Amanda said...

My dearest,

I think about you, your dad, your mom, every day. I just think good thoughts and send them in your direction.

I know it's easier not to have to talk about it and not to have to find the words to respond to platitudes. Just know that we're sending our love through the cosmos and karma and loving your family right now.

Sha said...

You know how much I love you, too? Thank you for being eyes and ears for me- YOU ROCK!
ps. I love Amanda too!
xoxoxo

The Dog Is My Favorite said...

So sorry to hear this. Wishing your dad the speediest recovery. My mom was stage IIIC - the closest to stage IV (terminal) you can get and that was 4 years, 2 months ago. Cancer is not a death sentence, just remember that. It's NOT. I bet he's a strong man with an amazing support system and honestly that makes all the difference in the world. I'll be looking forward to reading a cheerful update in the next few months.